My life is sooo boring!

  Mumbai, India
Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Sunset over Mumbai

   That first line isn't true, but I did start to feel that
way today as I was cooped up in the apartment.  I am feeling a bit
handicapped here as I don't know my way around, and in fact, if I were
deposited anywhere away from my apartment, I would be unable to find my
way home again.  You can see why it would be a bit debilitating,
and I have a fear wherever I've been out that my friends will abandon
me and I shall never be seen nor heard of again.  (This isn't
completely an irrational fear as I have been abandoned at clubs and
stores before.  Friends, know this:  I am not one who simply
leaves when in the company of others.  It is my custom to say
goodbye, so in the event you are out with me, but are unable to locate
me, know that I am either still there and you need to look a bit harder
OR something terrible has happened that has taken me away from my post,
ie., I have been abducted, or there has been some sort of emergency).

   I was looking over my pictures today and realized that all
of my pictures are beginning to look the same.  Every one has the
same five people, and only the background is different.  In one
picture, it is poolside, in another it's at a restaurant, in a
different one, it is at the agency.  You begin to see the
redundancy in all of this.  My pictures do not lie: I am beginning
to become sick of my housemates.

  Allow me to explain.  I really like my housemates. 
We're a wonderful mix of people representing various countries which
are Iceland, US, Hungary, Britain, Iran, and India.  It seems
marvelous that we can all come from such different places with
different beliefs, and yet we all find common ground and friendship in
the fact that we are strangers in a strange land.  That said, I am
trapped here in this house... unable to do anything or go anywhere by
myself lest I am unable to find my way home.

   I have been spending a lot of time on my computer which is
something that can keep me content for hours.  Now, I'm beginning
to feel a lack of stimulation.  It's very silly-- the housemates
sit next to each other with their laptops while typing comments to one
another on their myspace page.  It's enough to drive a girl to
distraction!

   I was ready to go to sleep at 8:00pm tonight, but
fortunately, two roommates decided to go to the gym, to which I happily
tagged along.  I joined for one month (it's even more expensive
than NYC gyms), and proceeded to work out for an hour,  Voila!--
all my pent up energy has been expended.  I feel so much better,
and now have my energy back.

   After the gym, Heida invited me out to meet some friends
of hers for drinks.  I can't tell you how great it was to see new
faces.  (It got me to thinking about how awful it would be to be
stranded on a desert island with one other person.  I truly think
you would be utterly sick of each other's compant after the first
week.  I think you'd bond with one another, but you'd also miss
the contact of everyone else.  We truly are meant to be in
community).

   That's it for me today.  Drop me a comment sometime
as it is encouraging to know you're out there reading this and that I'm
not forgotten here in Mumbai.

Heida to the rescue!